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Your dad kept telling you from my childhood:
& quot; In life, baby, is not important - the sound of coins.
In life, baby, there are things much more important,
In life, money - the last thing she-s. & Quot;

Well, what advice, and that you are in,
If suddenly he turned up a prestigious bride?
And come the hour when the question arose:
Either earnest money or happiness seriously.

Dad was right! Dad was right! You fool! Come on!
Dad was right! Dad was right! You fool! Come on!
 
Are you okay, are not you, in your twenty-seven?
You have everything, perhaps, but problems.
Have looks, mannerisms and advantageous marriage,
You took her, but something is still wrong.

You took her, but you're always alone,
You have to drink this cup to the dregs.
You're scared, but, nevertheless, have to admit,
What friends do not buy, and love does not sell.

The whole bird abyss stake stuck claw,
You will always be with those who have the purse.
And you harder with each passing day, it is a fact,
But you once again to prolong the contract with him.

That would all turn, start all over again, to pass,
Yes, but in those days there is no greater way.
It was only a dream for thee comes on the heels
Your only guy to stay there.